Days Inn

I would like to preface this review by saying that I play for my college’s rugby team, and we travel a whole lot (I’ve driven to Colorado (3 times), New Mexico (2 times), Florida, Oklahoma (many times), Arkansas, Louisiana (2 times), and Lubbock, which is 8 hours away (2 times?)), so I’ve stayed in a bunch of hotels. Some of them have been really crappy and some of them have been awesome and an answer to our prayers (Holiday Inn Express in Dumas, we love you!), but I think that I can say without hesitation that this is the WORST, and I do mean WORST, hotel I have ever stayed in (this includes the Days Inn in Lubbock with the huge hole in the bathroom ceiling and the Days Inn in Albuquerque where I accidentally ripped the headboard off the wall… hm, maybe we shouldn’t stay at Days Inn anymore?).
First of all, we were already grumpy because it took us six and a half hours to get from College Station to Baton Rouge (and it was only supposed to take five), so when we rolled up to the Days Inn at 10:45 pm after going to school all day and driving all evening, we were ready to check-​in and pass out. I called our captain (who had arrived before us) and told her that my van (which was ahead of the other three vans due to some miscommunication) was going to go ahead and check-​in and go to bed. She told me that I might have some problems because when she had tried to check-​in the lady behind the counter (night manager?) had informed her that she couldn’t check-​in because she was «a kid». My captain is 21, which isn’t ancient, but she can legally vote and drink, and her roommate made the reservations, so this was a ridiculous thing to say. Additionally, we’ve all been playing together and therefore traveling together for four years, and have never had any issues checking in to hotels because of our age.
Anyway, my roommate and I managed to sweet-​talk the woman into letting us check-​in (but only to one room as I didn’t «have the authority» to check-​in to the other van’s rooms despite being older than the person who had made the reservations), and we unloaded and headed to our room. We opened the door and were immediately greeted with a humid, musty smell, which we thankfully managed to do away with once we turned on the air conditioner and left the door open for half an hour.
I needed to shower, so I went to the bathroom and got in. Of course I was in the middle of showering when I realized that I was sharing the bathtub with several ants and a medium-​sized beetle. NOT OK. Thank God it wasn’t a roach (I am deathly afraid). I whacked the bugs with my shampoo bottle and managed to frighten them away and shower in peace. One of my teammates told me at breakfast the next morning that there were ants crawling all over the toilet in her room. Ew.
After my back to nature shower experience, we decided to rest up for our game the next day. I volunteered to sleep on the floor (as someone usually has to do), mostly because the mattresses were like rocks. Seriously. Everyone was complaining about it the next morning at breakfast.
Oh, breakfast. They ran out of milk. Well, didn’t run out of milk as much as they froze the milk. And then they ran out of bread. We were the only people staying at the hotel. How hard could it be to provide breakfast for 30 people, Days Inn? Next to impossible, apparently.
This crap place cost our team $ 65 a room, which I know is pretty much bargain basement, but, shoot, for $ 65 I expect an ant-​free stay. And milk for my Cheerios.
I seriously wish I could give zero stars, but at least we won our game.
EDIT: My roommate just told me that one of the girls found a TOENAIL in her bed. NOT OK.